Rats! They fought the law, and killed the cats, And bit the ladies, And ate cheese pizza out of dumpsters, And licked from the chef’s ladles, Split open the kegs and forty’s, Made nests inside men’s hard hats, Then stained the women’s spats .

They scorned the two-for-one deals,

And then they ate the cheese.

By drowning their speaking

With shrieking and squeaking

In fifty different shades of flats

With righteous rage and anger

At the same moment,

They scream to the listener,

“I am a rat. I am a rat.”

With silver teeth and bits of string and such.

We are our own worst enemies and greatest threat.

I’m not here to argue the way rats react to societal structures, how they choose their place in the world. It’s not my job to tell you what to think, and what to feel, or what is right or wrong. I’m not here to explain what’s right about a particular situation. But there’s one thing I know for sure: There are, and always have been, members of our society who turn their heads the other way when it comes to the human animals who, if the numbers aren’t too staggering, don’t exactly have it all together.